Monday, September 30, 2013
Friday, September 27, 2013
I've Been Sick FOREVER
Sorry I haven't wrote in awhile. I feel like I've been sick FOREVER! Started out with a sore throat last Friday and transformed into horrible migraine and now it's just stuffy nose and runny nose.... I feel like it's never going to stop! Doesn't help that I'm super tired all the time and every morning I feel nauseous. A friend of mine told me last night when she was pregnant she was sick all winter.... I really really hope that doesn't happen to me! Nothing is getting done! The house is a wreck! It took me a week to convince myself to go to Target and pick up a ton of stuff we needed. And I love my husband, but let's face it when you're sick they are less likely to pick up and do things themselves. Hopefully I can get some extra sleep this weekend and actually attempt to start living life for real again!
Friday, September 20, 2013
Decorating
Yes I know I'm only 8 weeks. But me being the crazy get ready loving decorating type I decided to go ahead and see what kind of themes I could decorate my baby's room like! Loving all these chevron ideas from Pottery Barn. And mixing in some Ikea furniture and Babies R Us furniture.
My first idea is to paint the room a color. Probably a color that somewhat goes with whatever gender it will be and then use gray decor. Or..... paint the room gray and use pink, green, or navy blue decor.... And of course loving the cute little elephants!!!
My first idea is to paint the room a color. Probably a color that somewhat goes with whatever gender it will be and then use gray decor. Or..... paint the room gray and use pink, green, or navy blue decor.... And of course loving the cute little elephants!!!
Monday, September 16, 2013
Dot Picture
Yay! Finally got my "dot picture"! Well basically the picture of my growing baby that only looks like a dot. But it's something! We even got to see the heart flickering! Then she also showed us a shot where the dot was connected to the yoke sack and you could even see the blood flowing. Was kinda cool.
Finally starting to feel that awesome morning sickness. Or every time sickness. Ya know that feeling when you're drunk and you just feel like crap and you think "if I could just throw up everything would be better"? Well ya that's how it feels. Your stomach hurts and you just want to throw up and move on, but it doesn't happen! Instead you deal with it for a couple hours and then finally it goes away.
Luckily during the ultrasound we also learned that the hematoma inside has moved. It has moved to the lower left side. Hopefully that means it has less of a chance of making the sack detach. This is me attempting to dumb down all the doctor lingo.
Other things I learned this week:
My baby looks like a shark with a tail and two flippers and it's the size of a blueberry!
O and also apparently sometimes sperm can start contractions....
Anyway here's the picture of my dot!!
Finally starting to feel that awesome morning sickness. Or every time sickness. Ya know that feeling when you're drunk and you just feel like crap and you think "if I could just throw up everything would be better"? Well ya that's how it feels. Your stomach hurts and you just want to throw up and move on, but it doesn't happen! Instead you deal with it for a couple hours and then finally it goes away.
Luckily during the ultrasound we also learned that the hematoma inside has moved. It has moved to the lower left side. Hopefully that means it has less of a chance of making the sack detach. This is me attempting to dumb down all the doctor lingo.
Other things I learned this week:
My baby looks like a shark with a tail and two flippers and it's the size of a blueberry!
O and also apparently sometimes sperm can start contractions....
Anyway here's the picture of my dot!!
Monday, September 9, 2013
Crazy Weekend
Well this weekend was somewhat of a disaster.
Started with me having what I would call cramps on Thursday night and then extending into Friday which then forced me to walk into a late night clinic. Sadly seems like most clinics can't do much for someone who is 6-7 weeks pregnant and feeling in pain. They ended up sending me to the ER.
I arrived at the ER at 7pm.... We left the ER at 12:00am.
I learned a lot/sat a lot/watched "In Time" on my tiny iphone screen.
Turns out I have a hematoma above the sack. Basically I'm bruised inside above where the baby is. This leads to me having to rest, not getting to work out, and not being able to do other "things". Which sucks... But apparently it's kind of normal. And only 1-3% of women have a miscarriage after finding out they have a hematoma inside themselves. So that's good, but I feel like a bum because basically all I did all weekend was sit... and then came to work and sat some more!
Also at the ER I learned my blood type was O-. Meaning I'm the universal donor. Sadly I have lived 26 years of my life never knowing this. And now I feel like a jerk because I've never donated blood. Guess I can at some point once I'm not pregnant anymore. One issue with being O- is the fact that my baby might have a positive blood type. So then apparently my body might start to attack the baby's blood because it's different than my own. They gave me this horribly painful shot in order to fix this problem if indeed my body might be attacking my baby's blood.
Other ridiculous news from this weekend. As I'm sitting on my bum trying not to do much but walk around I get a call from my husband. He's on his way to urgent care. He messed up his ankle playing soccer. After only an hour and a half in the urgent care center (at least a lot less than the night before) we learn his ankle is sprained. At least that's better than a break. But it's all purple and bruised and he's on crutches. So much for my "needing to rest" period. Up and down and up and down getting anything he and I both need. I guess things could be worse.
At least on Sunday I think I might have finally finished my chalk board. Which will soon be filled with info about my baby and lovely me and my stomach beside it. Chalk board pics coming soon!
Started with me having what I would call cramps on Thursday night and then extending into Friday which then forced me to walk into a late night clinic. Sadly seems like most clinics can't do much for someone who is 6-7 weeks pregnant and feeling in pain. They ended up sending me to the ER.
I arrived at the ER at 7pm.... We left the ER at 12:00am.
I learned a lot/sat a lot/watched "In Time" on my tiny iphone screen.
Turns out I have a hematoma above the sack. Basically I'm bruised inside above where the baby is. This leads to me having to rest, not getting to work out, and not being able to do other "things". Which sucks... But apparently it's kind of normal. And only 1-3% of women have a miscarriage after finding out they have a hematoma inside themselves. So that's good, but I feel like a bum because basically all I did all weekend was sit... and then came to work and sat some more!
Also at the ER I learned my blood type was O-. Meaning I'm the universal donor. Sadly I have lived 26 years of my life never knowing this. And now I feel like a jerk because I've never donated blood. Guess I can at some point once I'm not pregnant anymore. One issue with being O- is the fact that my baby might have a positive blood type. So then apparently my body might start to attack the baby's blood because it's different than my own. They gave me this horribly painful shot in order to fix this problem if indeed my body might be attacking my baby's blood.
Other ridiculous news from this weekend. As I'm sitting on my bum trying not to do much but walk around I get a call from my husband. He's on his way to urgent care. He messed up his ankle playing soccer. After only an hour and a half in the urgent care center (at least a lot less than the night before) we learn his ankle is sprained. At least that's better than a break. But it's all purple and bruised and he's on crutches. So much for my "needing to rest" period. Up and down and up and down getting anything he and I both need. I guess things could be worse.
At least on Sunday I think I might have finally finished my chalk board. Which will soon be filled with info about my baby and lovely me and my stomach beside it. Chalk board pics coming soon!
Thursday, September 5, 2013
This is Really Happening
Let me preface this blog by saying that yes my husband and I did go to art school. We both went to SCAD and lets face it if you choose to make art your thing in life you never really grow out of being a kid. Like oh my god is that glittered chalk!? You get the point...
Anyway there currently are no art school kids' kids. But the plan is to have them!
Speaking of that two weeks ago I found out I was pregnant. WHAT?! Ya know that moment when you miss that lovely womanly time that you're supposed to get every month and you do a little freak out? Well even if you are somewhat trying or "not, not trying" as we like to say, you still have that little freak out. Like oh my god did it really happen this fast? Is it for real? Well after taking two home pregnancy tests that day and another the next day it seemed to really be for real.
By the way be sure to read the small text on those booklets that come with the tests. Even if one of the lines is SUPER faded it's still for real!
The first thing I did was start googling things. Who doesn't? Can I do this, can I do this...? You get the picture. Then I started googling when the heck you actually go in and have a real doctor's appointment. Most sites said wait until 8 weeks. Well I decided come the next weekday I was going to call my normal doctor just in case. I got an appointment for later that week. Of course I took another home pregnancy test the day before just to make sure yet again if "this is really happening".
Then I started googling more. "Don't tell anyone until 12 weeks because you might have a miscarriage and that's embarrassing to tell everyone". Great advice, but I suck at keeping secrets. So of course I ended up telling one of my best friends two days later. She was visiting from California so clearly this would be the only time I could tell her in person so I might as well tell her right? Well it went well, but of course I knew I needed to try to keep it a secret still.
For the record if you go to a normal doctor for a guaranteed test of being pregnant it's pretty boring. Here go pee in a cup. Here go take a blood test. Okay great so the normal doctor says I'm pregnant. That makes it real right? Well it made it somewhat more real.
So we decided at this point maybe we should tell our parents. Telling my parents was pretty casual. Few questions and some comments. But they already knew we were "not, not trying". Telling my husband's mom was a little different she had no idea we were "not, not trying". She told us she was going to run around the house after hanging up the phone. She was definitely SUPER EXCITED! She told us she would wait awhile until she started buying stuff just in case we didn't make it till 12 weeks.
By the way how depressing is that. Try to keep it a secret, try not to get too excited, it might not last. Well as I said me and secrets don't work out very well. Last Friday we went bowling with friends and of course everyone kept asking why I wasn't drinking. My "I have a headache" excuse didn't work very well with 4 of my best friends. Everyone was happy though once we announced the news and in the end I got a referral for my friends OBGYN to make my first "real" appointment. So that's coming up in a couple weeks. I can't believe I have to wait until 9 weeks!
Okay that's enough of me chatting for now. Now time to attempt to keep this secret a little longer!
Anyway there currently are no art school kids' kids. But the plan is to have them!
Speaking of that two weeks ago I found out I was pregnant. WHAT?! Ya know that moment when you miss that lovely womanly time that you're supposed to get every month and you do a little freak out? Well even if you are somewhat trying or "not, not trying" as we like to say, you still have that little freak out. Like oh my god did it really happen this fast? Is it for real? Well after taking two home pregnancy tests that day and another the next day it seemed to really be for real.
By the way be sure to read the small text on those booklets that come with the tests. Even if one of the lines is SUPER faded it's still for real!
The first thing I did was start googling things. Who doesn't? Can I do this, can I do this...? You get the picture. Then I started googling when the heck you actually go in and have a real doctor's appointment. Most sites said wait until 8 weeks. Well I decided come the next weekday I was going to call my normal doctor just in case. I got an appointment for later that week. Of course I took another home pregnancy test the day before just to make sure yet again if "this is really happening".
Then I started googling more. "Don't tell anyone until 12 weeks because you might have a miscarriage and that's embarrassing to tell everyone". Great advice, but I suck at keeping secrets. So of course I ended up telling one of my best friends two days later. She was visiting from California so clearly this would be the only time I could tell her in person so I might as well tell her right? Well it went well, but of course I knew I needed to try to keep it a secret still.
For the record if you go to a normal doctor for a guaranteed test of being pregnant it's pretty boring. Here go pee in a cup. Here go take a blood test. Okay great so the normal doctor says I'm pregnant. That makes it real right? Well it made it somewhat more real.
So we decided at this point maybe we should tell our parents. Telling my parents was pretty casual. Few questions and some comments. But they already knew we were "not, not trying". Telling my husband's mom was a little different she had no idea we were "not, not trying". She told us she was going to run around the house after hanging up the phone. She was definitely SUPER EXCITED! She told us she would wait awhile until she started buying stuff just in case we didn't make it till 12 weeks.
By the way how depressing is that. Try to keep it a secret, try not to get too excited, it might not last. Well as I said me and secrets don't work out very well. Last Friday we went bowling with friends and of course everyone kept asking why I wasn't drinking. My "I have a headache" excuse didn't work very well with 4 of my best friends. Everyone was happy though once we announced the news and in the end I got a referral for my friends OBGYN to make my first "real" appointment. So that's coming up in a couple weeks. I can't believe I have to wait until 9 weeks!
Okay that's enough of me chatting for now. Now time to attempt to keep this secret a little longer!
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